⁵ You have made my days^(A) a mere handbreadth;
    the span of my years is as nothing before you.
Everyone is but a breath,^(B)
    even those who seem secure.^[a]

¹⁰ Our days may come to seventy years,^(A)
    or eighty,^(B) if our strength endures;
yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow,^(C)
    for they quickly pass, and we fly away.^(D)

⁵ A person’s days are determined;^(A)
    you have decreed the number of his months^(B)
    and have set limits he cannot exceed.^(C)